The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-03-11


nervous. However, having taken Il
cup or two OF strong coffee, a"d il II
must be confessed, a thimblefnl Of
brandy, he felt more composed.
Joey Durham, the mates only child,
u boy OF ten years OF age. almost al.
ways accompanied his father on his
trips. This time Durham proposed TO
leave him at home; but the boy seem.
ed so disappointed that his father fin
ally gave way, and they started to.
Sether down to the wharf
What busy scene is the departure
OF an ocean steamer! Drays, buses.
cabs, carriages, rattling and thunder
ing on to the quay; mountains Of lug
gage piled upon the wharf, or being
lowered into the hold; stalwart Aliases
staggering under the world of trunks
which they have shoudered; mates,
crews, porters, cabmen, passengers,
boys, all shouting Justify in solo or
chorus; the ships engine blowing off
steam with deafenng roar; timid
ladies' making their first trip, being
led trembling over the plank and up
the stairway, and laid on the sofas
IN the the cabin; old voyagers, with
one leg over the rail- smoking their
cigars-all conspire to make the scene
! one or rare excitement and confusion. |
Joey was perfectly at home, and
while his father was busy, stole up in
to the wheelhouse, which had incau-
tiously been left unlocked. The wheel
man, coming along soon after, met
Joey stealing down the steps, looking
scared and guilty.
Now thegun is fired. The bell rings.
The hurry and confusion are increased
tenfold. Hasty farewells are said;
hasty kisses exchanged hand
kerchiefs are brought into Wig.
!orous use The throng OF friends who
nave come only to say good bye"
begin to pour over the plank to the
wharf. The captain stands on the
paddle-boX He stoops and pulls
a handle; down in the depths of the
monster tinkles bell; in second {
more the paddles dash the water in.
TO loan. The captain stoops and
pulls the handle again; the paddles t
stop, but the ship has started enough !
to allow the cables to cast off They c
are all cast off but the stern cable 8
that still holds, and the head OF the G
great black monster swings slowly s
out INTO the current. Another pull Mt h
he handle, another splash of the g.
paddles, and the stern cable is cast V
,h. The gun sounds; she is loosel A n
heer from the crowd on the wharf, q D
heer from the crowd on deck. and the h
mp has fairly turned down the h
tream and begun her voyage. ii
In an hour she was at the mouth OF cl
he willamette, and struck the strong, al
lll current OF the Columbia. Having h,
lore sea-toom now, she begins to use pl
er strength. The flames roar through IL
he f1ues; the engineer turns on full d
cad OF steam; the clear, sweet water W
the river, cut clean and neat by the
row, is dashed into snowy foam bv su
he paddles, and sinks and rises in q 1t
yelling wake for half mile to the ia
,ern. Fishing boats and Indian ca. We
oes glide past her like shuttles, and Oh
etore you can fairly turn to look, de
'e tossing and rocking on the swell sn
any rods behind. cin
A black hull, supporting cloud OF wa
canvas, is seen ahead. Ii He
the Hudson Bay Companys store. He
up, bound for Vancouver. A flash. He
cloud of white smoke, thud. and In
e has saluted the Orc Elmo. A lar and He
thunder.clap that startles the old SUI
les, and sets the ladies to screaming VIII
ID the Orc Fine has saluted her. "
lree cheers from the stranger as the A"
ltish flag runs up to the masthead, "
d three cheers as the stars and "
'ipes curl and snap in the stiff breeze 7
m our GAIT. Now that she has cou
ssed, and the sun falls full on her i
lvas, she seems like great bank OF nal
Nv floating up the river. a n
Yearly everybody is tired OF watch. 'Tw
her, and many have gone into the han
)ins to avoid the wind which is He
wing chilly, and Others are compos. kno
themselves in twos, and threes the
)ut the deck, when a new and more ''
illing episode calls them all to their 90
again. Durham and two men ~
ne tearing up the staircase to the heat
lrter-deck. The bell tinkles, and the
paddles stop. The
Man ovcrboardv" is the cry that
ny one rnshes to the stern; every surf
scans the boiling current. "There coul
e HIM" cries one. Hes treading rath
err cries another. Everybody ava
see HIM now; but by this time the the !
nendous momentum of the YES. look
has left him little speck quar- mad
If a mile behind. 1t takes an AGE By
over the boat. Finally it is off, agail
ham in the sterr, and the sturdy ful.
IRIS bending the ash dangerously. man
D he hold out?" "Oh,yes; emit "a
see himy He's treading water" "a